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♥︎__ joy icons ˃ ³ ˂ ᵎᵎ [[𝗯𝗲𝗲𝗽 𝗯𝗲𝗲𝗽]] no love copies ! ! 🐣⋰⋱

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190721 gangnam fansign

PYONG PYONG • do not edit.

(190723) ATEEZOfficial: [#MINGI] What…..Who is Mingi???? Heheh

#ATEEZ #에이티즈

Translation: ATEEZ Translations • Please take out with full credit. | Source: ATEEZ Official Twitter

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♥︎__ somi moodboard ˃ ³ ˂ ᵎᵎ [[𝗯𝗲𝗲𝗽 𝗯𝗲𝗲𝗽]] no love copies ! ! 🐣⋰⋱

190629 shinchon fansign

CURIOSITY♡‏ • do not edit.

i lob them so much😔

블랙파라다이스 ϟ do not edit or crop logo.

190203 sinchon fansign

Blazed. • do not edit.

haechan icons¨̮

like or reblog if you use ᵎᵎᵎ

yuta icons¨̮

like or reblog if u use ᵎᵎᵎ

190720 yongsan fansign

belong together‏ • do not edit.

just slice me in half already

woosan bffs pass it on

chung ha - snapping icons

like or reblog if u save

» Chungha icons

~Like or reblog If you save.

~Don't repost my icons in tumblr/pinterest.

~Psd by @/glossypsd.

[ yohan icons ] . . .

like or reblog | credit @JUYE0NGIRL on tt.

we boom ☠️

(190712) ATEEZOfficial: [#SAN] 오늘 하루도 고생 많았어요❤️

쓰담쓰담❤️

얼른 내일이 와서 에이티니 보면 좋겠네요❤️

#ATEEZ #에이티즈

Translation: None yet! • Please take out with full credit. | Source: ATEEZ Official Twitter

˗ˏˋ fluff ˊˎ˗

back to masterlist

- NINE PERCENT

boyfriend! yanjun - bulletpoint scenario

boyfriend! chengcheng - bulletpoint scenario

colors -  soulmate! xukun, written scenario

nine percent as times of day - drabble

making out with zhengting - bulletpoint scenario, fluff/slight smut

nowhere - fan chengcheng mafia! au, angst/fluff

how nine percent would kiss you - reaction scenario

losing your memory - wang linkai, angst + fluff

boyfriend! ziyi - fluff + smut

nine percent reaction to you waking up crying because of a nightmare - reaction scenario

boyfriend! justin - bulletpoint scenario

nine percent ideal types - bulletpoints 

making out with chengcheng - bulletpoint scenario

new dad! yanjun - bulletpoint scenario

boyfriend! zhengting - bulletpoint scenario

tug of war - linkai soulmate! au

suprise? - wang ziyi scenario

rain, rain - chen linong

how nine percent would propose to you - adults only, reaction scenario

nine percent as new dads - adults only, bulletpoints

where angels fall - fan chengcheng

flower boy - cai xukun, bulletpoint scenario

perfect timing - yanjun friends to lover (+angst)

cuddling - fan chengcheng, bulletpoints

hockey boy - fan chengcheng, bulletpoint scenario

20 ways to say I love you - cai xukun, blurbs

devenir - wang ziyi bulletpoint scenario

nine percent having an insecure s/o - reaction scenario

boyfriend! xiao gui - bulletpoints

nine percent as colors

stuffed puppy - fan chengcheng written scenario

that’s kinda hot - wang linkai, bulletpoint scenario

nine percent taking care of their sick s/o - reaction scenario

space between - zhu zhengting, (+angst)

- NEX7

*works for zhengting, chengcheng and justin will be under nine percent

notre fleur - bi wenjun mafia! au

thunder - bi wenjun

- ONER

making out with ziyang - bulletpoint, slight! nsfw

oner dating a black girl - reaction scenario

bu fan mafia! au - written scenario

boyfriend! ziyang - bulletpoint scenarios

rainy day with oner - reaction scenario

boyfriend! bu fan - bulletpoint, fluff + smut

making out with bu fan - fluff, slight smut

marshmallows - mu ziyang scenario

too much - ling chao (+angst)

jealous - mu ziyang + angst

- OTHERS

zheng ruibin enemies to lovers! au - bulletpoint scenario

tutor! zhou rui au - bulletpoint scenario

zhou rui single dad! au - bulletpoint scenario

boyfriend! zhou rui - bulletpoint scenario

partners in crime - zhou rui

city of stars - qian zhenghao, bulletpoint scenario

part two please🥺

hey! can i request an ateez wooyoung scenario where you two have a really bad fight because he keeps coming back home late and drunk and you end up packing your stuff and leaving? love your blog 💗💗

emo hours are strong today

The sound of the doorbell ringing repeatedly was enough to wake you up from your spot on the couch. Seeing the clock prominently displaying the time, 3:24AM was enough to remind you how you had feel asleep waiting up for Wooyoung once again. Opening the door to see him drunk for what was the 3rd time this week, however, was enough for you to push you over the edge.

“Wooyoung, what the hell?” You groaned as he stumbled forward into your arms, almost knocking you backwards as his weight completely rested on your body. You pushed him back slightly, watching as he almost fell but caught himself last minute using the wall as support.

“What?” He looked annoyed by your actions and while his jarring tone would have made you feel bad before, you didn’t seemed phased by it this time around.

“It’s three in the morning and you’re coming home drunk again. What is going on with you?” You furrowed your brows as you watched him lazily remove his shoes.

“So what?” His words slurred a bit as he spoke, “It’s my life and it’s none of your business,”

“None of my business?” You weren’t sure why tears were building up in your eyes, “Wooyoung I’m your girlfriend and I get worried. I love you and I’m afraid that one night you’re going to get hurt coming back. I’m afraid you might not come back,”

“Why…Why wouldn’t I come back?” He moved closer to you, his hand immediately grabbing onto you for support. You grimaced at the stench of alcohol that lingered on his breath.

“You’re getting trashed and you can barely walk, let alone make it home. I don’t even know how you do it. I don’t want to wake up one day and find that you were in an accident driving home or that you fell in some ditch or-“

“None of that is going to happen,” Wooyoung rested his head on your shoulder, “Stop over reacting”

“Overreacting?” A few tears escaped your eyes, sliding down your cheeks, “Wooyoung…I’m so fucking tired of this,” You could feel yourself snapping. It had been weeks of this same situation and every time, you let it slide because you loved him. But after every time, you felt yourselves becoming more distant and you hated it but you knew you were slowly falling out of love with him. He wasn’t the same person who you had met two years ago at a music festival, who kept you from being pushed around in the crowds. He wasn’t the same person who took you to an observatory on your first date because he wanted to, as he put it, put the stars to shame by comparing them to you. He wasn’t the same person who helped you with studying for finals, who watched all the marvel movies with you in 2 weeks, who experimented different beauty masks with you, who held you when you were scared. No, now he was the person who was dosing off on your shoulder as you stood in front of him, terrified because you knew that these next few minutes would make or break your relationship.

“Please,” You shook his body gently, making him pull away and look down at you, his eyes void of care, “Please stop doing this. I’ve tried so much but it’s getting too overwhelming to handle. Wooyoung I’m worried and I…I love you but if you can’t clean up your act I have to…..g-go,” Your words were shaky and you weren’t sure if they were coherent as small sobs passed your lips.

“Really?” The scoff that left his lips pulled your attention up, “You’re so pathetic _____. You can’t handle it? I’ve been swamped and stressed because of my job and you’re overwhelmed? What do you even do, huh? You study and go to school and then you hang out with me? What’s so stressful about that? You’re being such a fucking bitch right now,”

You felt your heart dropping with his words and you knew this was the moment. You felt it slowly over the past few weeks but you knew this was the point where you were completely falling out of love.

“I’m going to bed,” He mumbled before pushing past you and trudging to your shared bedroom.

You weren’t sure how long you stood there, shock taking over your body as the tears stopped but when you made your way to the room, you found the boy passed out on the bed, light snores filling the air. Your body felt heavy as you walked over to the closet, pulling a suitcase out before laying it on the edge of the bed and filling it with as much of your stuff as you could find. Wooyoung shuffled around a bit in his sleep but didn’t wake up at your actions. Why would he? He was knocked out drunk and probably wouldn’t remember most of the night anyways. He could figure out what he had to in the morning but you wouldn’t be there to help him with that.

this is so good👏👏👏👏👏👏

Hello Soulmate | Fan Chengcheng

[still on hiatus] / [a/n: hello. i just listened to soulmate by zico ft iu. i suck at soulmate scenarios but i hope you all bare with me for this.]

“You waited for a long time / Hello, my soulmate.”

Chengcheng threw his head back and smiled at the lyrics that played from his phone. He couldn’t wait to see you. He couldn’t wait for midnight. He couldn’t wait until you could see what he saw - that red string that connected your pinkies together.

He’s happy that of all the people in the world, it was you. Most people have to go through hell and back, untangling their strings and hoping they won’t break. The strings weren’t visible until one turned the ripe age of eighteen. That’s when most people start their journies to find who they’re meant to be with.

Chengcheng still remembers the moment he found out.

-

It was 11:59PM, one minute before he had turned 18. All of his friends were gathered around his table, ready to celebrate the moment he found out. The cake was already set and candles lit. His friends started to cheer a countdown as you sat across from him asking him to make a wish.

And sure, maybe his soulmate was the last thing on his mind. Hell, after hearing Zhangjing had to travel all the way to the middle of Germany to find Yanjun casually sitting outside of a coffee shop, he thought that maybe a soulmate was the last thing he should wish for. So as the numbers got closer to one, he shut his eyes and began to wish for his usual: to outgrow Wenjun one of these days, good health, for one of his presents to be the watch he’s been wanting since he was sixteen and that you stayed in his life for a long time.

As soon as the clock struck midnight, Chengcheng felt a slight tug on his hand. He opened his eyes and saw you clapping across from him, shouting to blow the candles out. He found himself stuck in time.

There. On your right pinky. A shiny, red, strong string. His eyes followed the trail back to his own right hand. He gasped.

“Make a wish!” you told him.

Would it have been selfish of him to wish that this year would pass by a little faster?

-

Chengcheng counted down the days until you turned 18. He wanted so badly to tell you that you were his soulmate but he knew the rules. If you revealed your soulmate to the person before the other turns 18, your thread will break and you two would never end up together. Of course, this wasn’t a problem for most people. Most people would have to wait years to meet their soulmates.

So, for a year, Chengcheng toughed it out. He tried to keep his excitement to a minimum. He tried to conceal his feelings. Even when you went and dated Li Xikan, tangling your string with his in the process. Even when Li Xikan broke your heart. Even when you asked him if soul mates were even real. Chengcheng stayed your best friend and promised that you would find your soulmate soon. When you would fall asleep next to him, he’d play with the thread and smiled at how strong it felt between his finger tips.

“When most people meet their soulmates, their strings are usually frail,” he remembers his friend Xukun telling him. When he had met Ziyi, their line was just hanging by a string. Years of forcing love on other people, being wreckless and nights spent untangling their threads until their fingers bled almost lead to their demise. Luckily, they had found each other before it was too late.

Chengcheng is definitely a lucky boy. He knows that every time he looks at you. He also has the advantage of being older than you and therefore, could take care of the line that held you both together.

When he was younger, Chengcheng developed feelings for you. He was about thirteen when he first told his older sister that he thought you were pretty. His big sister simply smiled and agreed but warned him to keep his feelings at bay. She didn’t want him to lose a best friend in the process of something that wasn’t fated to be. But Chengcheng knew, somewhere deep down inside of him, that you were the one for him.

It’s getting closer to midnight now. Your parents had promised to take you out for breakfast in the morning and were fast asleep. You were well on your ways to bed too when you heard a tap at your window. You got up and peaked out to see Chengcheng throwing pebbles towards the glass.

“What are you doing?” you laugh.

“Come out!” he tells you.

You roll your eyes at him. He’s such a silly boy, you think. You pad down to the front door and smile as you see Chengcheng sitting on the porch with a cupcake. He waves you over as he places the candle on top and carefully lights it.

“What are you doing?” you ask again, taking a seat across from him.

“I wanted to be the first one to wish you a happy birthday,” he explains. “Are you excited?”

“For what?” you cross your arms, leaning closer to look at the cupcake.

“To find out who your soulmate is!” he grins.

You roll your eyes. “Chengcheng, a soulmate is the last thing on my mind. I have to start getting ready for college,” you explain. “I’ve waited eighteen years to find out who my soulmate is. I’m sure I could wait a bit longer.”

“You never know,” he smiles as he holds up the cupcake. He slowly starts to sing to you, his voice quiet and gentle.

You’ve liked Chengcheng since you were twelve. The boy had made some comment about how pretty you were and since then, everything has gone down hill. You think about him a lot. You think about his pretty smile, his full lips and how sweet he is towards you. You guys were best friends though so despite how you felt, you decided to keep your feelings at bay. You didn’t want to lose your best friend over something that wasn’t fated to be.

Chengcheng finishes up the song and smiles, telling you to close your eyes and make a wish.

You sigh and shut your eyes.

You were going to be 18 in seconds. That meant that you would find out who your soulmate was. Maybe you wouldn’t find out for a while but the thought still scared you. To end up with someone who wasn’t Chengcheng scared you. Yeah, you dated around a bit in hopes it would take your mind off of Chengcheng but to no avail. You were so deeply in love with him that you would constantly ask him if soulmates were true in hopes that he would turn and say no. You hoped he would tell you that soulmates didn’t exist, that you wouldn’t find yours in hopes that maybe you could bend the rules and end up together.

Chengcheng counts down from ten. His breath fanning over your face with every word.

I wish that no matter what happens, Chengcheng stays in my life forever, you wish.

And as the clock strikes twelve, you don’t even get the chance to open your eyes. Chengcheng has suddenly planted his lips on yours. You’re shocked. His kiss is filled with desperation and need. One hand finds it’s way to your hip while the other intertwines his fingers with yours. You cup his cheek, a blush prominent on your face.

He kisses you for what seems like forever that when he pulls away, out of breath and bashful, you’re surprised that the sun hasn’t come up yet.

He kisses you a couple of more times, grinning and nipping at your lips.

“Cheng,” you breathe.

“I’ve waited so long for this,” he whispers between kisses. “Do you know how mad you drive me? How hard it’s been not to just pull your stupid face to mine and kiss you all the time? Do you even realize how hard this last year has been?” he scolds you, pressing more kisses to your neck.

You gasp, “Chengcheng.”

He kisses you once more before pulling away and grinning, holding your intertwined hands up.

That’s when you see it. A red string that shines so bright that it radiates onto Chengcheng’s cheeks. It shines and sparkles and explains so much why, no matter how much you’ve tried, you’ve never been able to shake the feelings you felt for Chengcheng.

“You’ve waited for a long time,” he whispers. “Hello, my soulmate.”

masterlist

the ending thoo “an elderly couple” lmaooo

FIRST KISS ; CAI XUKUN

HEY GUYS IM BACK FROM A LONG HIATUS MAINLY BECAUSE SCHOOL IS SHIT. bUTTTTTTT SINCE I LOVE XUKUN AND ALL OF YOU SM IM GONNA MAKE A SHORT BULLET SCENARIO OF YOU AND HIM HAVING YOU GUYS’ FIRST KISS.

you recently confessed to xukun about your feelings and he ends up taking you to the beach and confessing his feelings too.

GENRE: fluff

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so good🥺

nowhere ➸ fan chengcheng

- fan chengcheng mafia! au ( nine percent / nex7 )

warnings: literally so long, violence, probably not edited well

genre: fluff, angst

word count: 6,622

   You loved your boyfriend.

  You loved his dopey laugh and bright smiles, his brown eyes and messy hair, his sweet voice and his many personalities. Most of all, though, you loved him for the way he loved you.

  Chengcheng had always been good to you; he always made you laugh, gave you advice and nagged on you when it was necessary. He knew everything about you and you knew everything about him - or, you thought you did, at least.

  Your entire relationship had been a dream from the beginning, and the dream ended shortly after Chengcheng’s eighteenth birthday.

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ghosts are a lot harder to see. but when you suddenly move from a lighted room to a dark one, you can’t see for a second, and that’s when the dust bunnies come out.  my neighbor totoro, 1988.

😌💫✌️❤️💖💝✨💜💕💞🥰‼️😮🥺👏💝‼️💚🧡🥰😔💞💕💜💫😌✌️💝💖❤️💫✌️🥺💝💖❤️

where do broken hearts go? 

↳ in which 5 college students find each other in a special support group where broken hearts are taken care off. ‘Don’t Need Your Love’ is a special club where teenagers all around campus gather and open up their bottled up emotions. Founded by the foreign exchange student named Harvey and his best buddy Mark Lee. Together, they help the students with broken hearts feel happy again

huang renjun; 

↳ the school’s photographer

lee jeno; 

↳ the part time library clerk

na jaemin;

↳ the goalkeeper of the school’s football team

zhong chenle; 

↳ the captain of the school’s basketball team

and park jisung;

↳ the freshman

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they’re so cute oml🥺

Felix is tired….